Who has been hospitalized for psych reasons and...

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When did your life even back out? How long did it take?

I've been hospitalized twice for psychiatric reasons. The first time I was lucky: things evened out after just a couple of weeks. My job was very understanding and I faced no consequences for those absences. Quite frankly, I'm under the impression that this is the exception rather than the rule.

I imagine that more experiences turned out like my second time: which probably took about 2-3 months. A bad reaction to an SSRI put me in the hospital. If the idiot psychiatrist had gotten his medical degree from an actual university instead of a cereal box, he wouldn't have put me BACK on an SSRI after I had such a strong physical and mental reaction to the other one.

Alas, I got Dr. Bottom-of-the-Barrel, which meant I had to deal with depression so bad I that could barely get out of bed for over a month and a half while I tried to get used to the new medicine. I finally found a REAL psychiatrist who saw how bad my symptoms were and she wisely took me off of it. Then, things finally started to go back to normal.

What do you mean by you "ending up dead too soon?

It sounds like you're feeling lonely. That you want people around you.

How is your health?

I'm all right. I have a little cough/cold. But otherwise all right.

Are you still aiming for the Appalachians?

Are there museums devoted to rockets in the Rocket City?

...Yes . And it destroyed my life . : cry:

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My life destroyed by Thorazine and Mellaril - and rape - and the Psychiatric/Industrial Complex. SOB:-(! !! !! !! !! !! !! !! !! !!

I was twice. Once at nine and once at fifteen. I had no idea why and the whole thing just felt surreal. I still have nightmares about it occasionally. They knew I had Asperger's but back in 1996, there really wasn't anything anyone could do for it.

When I was fifteen, I still had no idea why I was there and they would always ask me why I was there.

BOTH times I thought I had been sent there for punishment and when I came home, I was worse behaviorally than when I went in. When I was fifteen, I basically spent the whole year in my bedroom and only came out to use the bathroom. They wouldn't let me stay in my room at the hospital when I needed to "recharge" and forced me to interact with other people.

They kept me for two weeks. I felt like a couple members of the staff were antagonizing me and intentionally doing things to exacerbate my paranoia. One aide straight up told me I was ugly and fat, and that no one would believe me if I reported him.